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Monday, March 28, 2011

Little Red Riding Cosmos

This is a possible nova in the constellation Monoceros

Feb 19, 2010

Where am I?

I know this much:

I am in California, on planet earth,

within the solar system, part of the milky way,

which is bound to the local galactic group,

which forms The Great Wall Galactic structure,

which is part of further strings and shapes of galaxies

in structures too big to see, yet, part of a thing

called Universe,

and then , then…

where am I?Large or small, or in between?

Fractal geometry reveals that size

is meaningless, macro is the same exact shape

as micro, and if that is true,

the Where of Am I?

could put me at the very center

of….of what?Not too big, not too small, just right?

If our universe “banged” some fourteen billion years ago,

then evolved into the shape we now see,

this universe is temporary, it’s passing on through,

truckin’ down the road.What’s fourteen billion years?

Nothing much.An expanse of time.It’s not Forever.

So where am I?Let’s leave alone the What am I? question.

I have a feeling that the Where will reveal the What and the What

will reveal the Where, but man, this thing is complex and subtle.

Wrap your mind around the most brilliant idea EVER thought,

an idea that dwarfs Einstein’s most stunning insight,

an idea that has Steven Hawking playing coloring books and wooden blocks

that have letters carved in simple relief, “A”, “B”, “C”,

that’s very good Steven, very good Albert

very good deepest thinkers of our world,

you’ve gotten us off our tricycles,

but we don’t know where we are, don’t know what we are,

and surely don’t know why we are,

so it looks like I’m going to have to keep asking,

I mean doesn’t EVERYBODY ask?

Maybe not everybody but a lot of us would like to know

and we put all these frustrations into books

and start religions and maybe they soothe the frustration a little

but they don’t put a face on my location in the scheme of things

so I just want to grab this super smart Intelligence, Force, Creator,

Joker, whatever it is, grab it by the collar and say just like a movie tough guy,

“Hey!Where am I?I want some answers!Quit fucking around!

Can’t you show us a formula, an artifact, a document that’s less ambiguous than Koran Bible Torah, can’t you send an angel or an E.T., or something to change me from frustrated to fulfilled?

Why can’t you do that right now, huh?”

Uh oh.I know I’m not as smart as Einstein much less this thing that casually

tosses universes out like a tennis ball machine, bang!

whoops we missed, Bang!There it goes again.Universes all over the place that support life, no, encourage life!

This is not someone you grab by the collar and get tough with, anything could happen.And does.Everything happens!

It makes me kind of tired.My eyelids droop from the effort of all this

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